Chu Qianli's heart was taut, and with no other choice, she joined everyone in fetching water from the river to try and extinguish the fire!
But she quickly caught a whiff of something wrong.
"The Yaoren are here! Everyone stop, find a place to hide!"
The Yaoren are here, and Uncle Jiu hasn't come out yet, what should we do?
"Village Chief, is there anywhere we can hide? The Yaoren army is about to arrive! They kill indiscriminately!"
Upon hearing that an army would kill indiscriminately, the villagers immediately panicked.
"The back mountain... the back mountain has caves for sheltering from natural disasters," the Village Chief said hoarsely.
"Alright, quickly! Lead everyone to hide, I'll lure the Yaoren away!"
"But, Huzhi is still inside, Huzhi—" How could Grandma Sun be willing to leave?
"Don't worry, Uncle Jiu went in. Uncle Jiu will definitely be able to save Huzhi. He'll come back to meet you. Don't worry."
Chu Qianli pushed Grandma Sun towards the Village Chief and said urgently, "Village Chief, hurry and take them to shelter, it will be too late if we delay."
She was particularly sensitive to the scent of poison on the Yaoren, and could smell it from a considerable distance.
But the Yaoren were fast. Although there was still some distance, it would only take a moment for them to arrive.
If they didn't leave now, it would truly be too late.
"Our houses."
"Our homes,嗚嗚..."
Everyone looked at the burning village, their hearts filled with despair.
Chu Qianli also looked at the village engulfed by the flames, her gaze gradually deepening.
The Yaoren wouldn't set the village on fire; the arsonist must be someone else.
At this moment, she only had one suspect.
Feng Ling.
In this place, her enemy was only Feng Ling.
First, she set the fire, and now she's luring the Yaoren to kill them!
To kill her, she wouldn't even spare innocent villagers. This Feng Ling was wicked and, most importantly, her illusionary arts were extremely powerful.
She insisted on destroying Feng Ling's hands because she feared her illusionary arts would continue to harm people in the future.
Even someone with her considerable internal energy could fall prey to it if not careful, let alone ordinary people.
Now, Chu Qianli was even more certain that Feng Ling must be connected to the mastermind behind the Yaoren.
She was from Huarong, and Feng Yexuan was kept in the dark...
"Hurry!"
There was no time to think too much. Chu Qianli glanced back at the blaze, feeling uneasy, but could only lead the villagers to escape quickly.
Uncle Jiu would surely come out on his own.
He would be fine.
"Miss A'Li..." As Grandma Sun entered the cave, she grasped Chu Qianli's hand.
"Grandma Sun, don't worry, Uncle Jiu will definitely be able to save Huzhi. I promise you."
Even though she herself was very uneasy, Chu Qianli had unconditional trust in Feng Dingchu.
Grandma Sun's eyes welled up with tears, and she shook her head, saying hoarsely, "Miss A'Li, you... you must be careful."
Chu Qianli's heart warmed. She hadn't expected a stranger she had only known for two days to care about her so much.
The villagers here were all so kind.
How cold-hearted must Feng Ling be to not even spare them.
"I'm fine. Everyone go inside quickly. I need to set up some traps at the entrance."
She took out specially made Thunderbolt Bombs, which Long Xinghe had crafted for her, similar in effect to landmines.
"Everyone, absolutely do not come out. The ground outside is very dangerous. Village Chief, Grandma Sun, please come and look at where I'm burying the mines."
If she didn't return, they would have to rely on them to lead the villagers out.
After telling them the mine locations, Chu Qianli immediately turned and rushed back towards the village.
But before she could reach it, a group of Yaoren suddenly rushed into her sight.
"Kill her!"
Behind the Yaoren army, someone was giving orders: "Kill her!"
The sound of a flute rang out, and countless Yaoren completely engulfed Chu Qianli...